Crazy Virgo

March is by far the best month of the year

March. NCAA. Brackets. Basketball. St. Patrick's Day. Beer.What's not to love about this month? Once every few years, when we are sublimely lucky, the first round of the NCAA tournament will fall on St. Patrick's Day and then, well take the day off because it might as well be a national holiday. But all in all, March could quite well be the perfect month. There is college basketball on every single day of the month, which means no boredom and no reason to pick up a book. This also means it's safe to spend time alone drinking beer at a bar with no fear of people thinking you have drinking issues because Hey, you're just catching a game during lunch whilst sitting at the bar having a beer by yourself. It's a-ok. Everyone understands your devotion, because they have it too. For whatever reason it's different to sit by yourself at a bar, drink beer and watch the news. And then St. Patrick's Day - the holiday American's have adopted as their excuse to get shitfaced on Guinness, insult the Irish by taking Irish car bomb shots and wear green. What's not to love there? And then mid-March comes around and it's NCAA tournament time. On the list of what white people love, this is somewhere very near the top. Yes, I join white people everywhere in loving little else more than speculating away 8 hours of my work day on filling out that piece of paper, picking Cinderella teams, and using words like "bracket busters" and "bubble teams." I love throwing $20 into the office pool and knowing for sure that this year I'm gonna take those basketball-novice-sucker-co-workers for a ride only to lose to that one fool that picks the winner by mascot and wins every last dollar. But whatever, how can I be angry when it's possibly to spend a full 12-hour day at a bar with fellow basketball lovers drinking and yelling at the TV? Cheering my heart out for the Horizon Conference champ that just barely made it into the tournament and crying into my beer with KU chokes....again. As a woman, all I have to do this month to gain a foothold in the equality race with men is throw out some college stats, a coaches name or two, complain that the 'Cuse was robbed again, and chug a PBR and I'm in. It's by far the easiest month for a basketball loving woman like myself to gain respect from men, which, again, is cause to celebrate. More beers!!

Anyway, if you can't find me this month, chances are I"m either at a bar drinking a beer and watching a game or on my couch, drinking a beer, watching a game. I wish the same to you.

Oh, and I'll just go ahead and say it, becuase it's March: KU is looking really solid. I think this might be their year.  THere, now they can crap themselves and choke right around the Great 8 round.

There's nothing on TV

Last Sunday, Gentleman Lover and I put yet another enriching HBO series to bed. "The Wire" had its last episode after 5 wonderful years covering corruption and police work in Baltimore. We realized, while wallowing in our depression, that we can measure the longevity of our relationship by HBO series's. We've started and finished "Six Feet Under," "Rome," "Sex and the City," "The Sopranos." Sad? I dunno. What is sad, however, is that there's no new or promising series on the horizon for HBO. Usually when these series end, there's one on their tale. But HBO is currently navigating the world of psychotherapy which seems to interest....uh, NO ONE. And that show about the lives of different couples, that was really just a front for showing "normal" people having sex and old people giving blow jobs, doesn't seem to have gone anywhere.

So now, I have very little to look forward to on Sunday nights, which used to be the supreme night for TV. What's an HBO-loving woman to do? Read a book? Sigh. I'm so desperate for an HBO series that I've actually made a reminder to watch that miniseries called "John Adams." Yea.... desperation strikes and I'm going to watch a historical mini-series. Truly, I wouldn't watch any other channel, save Comedy Central, if HBO would just give me another great series. 500+ channels on Comcast, and I've got nothing to watch anymore.
This is pathetic.